Sinead O'Connor is back on the scene, but woefully, the washed-up star, who once made pop music history with her hit "Nothing Compares 2 U," isn't getting attention for a new single, album, or tour. Instead, she's raising eyebrows for strange blog posts, one of which details how desperately horny and lonely she is. In a piece entitled, "Is Sinead About to Hump Her Truck?" she explains that she isn't getting any, so she's been driven to consider getting it on with "inanimate objects ... inappropriate and/or unavailable men and/or inappropriate and/or unavailable fruits and vegetables." Oh no, Sinead, HONEY! (Side note: Um, hasn't this woman ever heard of a sex toy?)

Some may call it "TMI," "bizarre," or just a sign that the has-been has totally lost it, but my heart really goes out to her! The woman obviously has terribly low self-esteem.

Okay ... really?  You saw the title and clicked over to find out exactly why you shouldn’t eat your baby, didn’t you?  Honestly, I’m a little disappointed in you.  You don’t need an article to tell you this.  Babies should never be eaten.  Because they’re adorable.  And very fatty. 

But I can’t blame you because I was looking at some of the top stories on this very website and they were like “A Good Case for Pepper Spraying a Second Grader,” “World Penis Size Map Is Hard News to Swallow,” and my personal favorite: “Horse Semen Milkshake … Is It Worth the Calories?”  

Bravo broke new ground tonight with the first ever (and perhaps final) LIVE Real Housewives Reunion. While the ladies of Miami finally let loose a bit, even Andy Cohen seemed unsure what to make of them.

There was finally shouting, accusations, and rehashing -- of which I could maybe make out 50 percent of what was being said because everyone was yelling over one another. Plus, just because we at home had to break for commercials, the ladies kept going -- meaning we missed another big chunk of the show. Perhaps most amusing, however, was the fact that these women had so very little to fight about because little of significance even happened this season. That didn't stop them, of course.

Based on what I actually could hear, here are some of the highlights and lowlights I gleaned from the whole mess:

When you're just cruisin' online for info on diets, cleanses, postpartum depression, or osteoporosis, do you head straight to Gwyneth Paltrow's blog? Because, you know, she's the #1 expert you can't wait to hear the scoop -- err, GOOP -- from?

I didn't think so. After all, most of us just see Paltrow's contributions to the world wide web as fodder for getting our daily eye-rolling exercise in.

That's why I'm not really sure what AOL is thinking with their idea to tap similarly tall and skinny star, Heidi Klum, as a co-conspirator in online content creation. That's right. According to New York magazine, the supermodel-turned-entrepreneur may soon be getting her feet wet in the blogging world.

In what is a kind of dream for all of who try to turn our parenting lives into Twitter and Facebook gold, Canadian model-turned-mommy-blogger Kelly Oxford has sold a TV show based on her life, kids, and posts to CBS.

Gawker and many other media outlets are saying that the network bought her Twitter feed, but the mom of three and blogger since 1997 says the network bought a pilot that she wrote, a sitcom called Mother of All Something.

"I didn't 'sell my Twitter feed,'" she says on her blog. "There is a huge difference between a Twitter concept being sold and a writer who tweets selling a pilot. At least I thought there was."

And given the way Sh*t My Dad Says went from one of the great Twitter feeds ever to a below-average and bound-for-the-trash-heap sitcom, I wouldn't want anyone thinking that either, whatever the truth was.

If your friend is a true Gleek, then they probably already own the Glee DVDs and have every song already downloaded onto their iTunes.

Hey, no one said holiday shopping was easy.

But we Gleeks are much more complex than simple singalongs -- we have a love of the arts, a knack for all things pop culture, and a keen sense of style.

So with that being said, here are 6 great gift ideas for your favorite Gleek:

I've spent way too much time over at the People of Wal-Mart site. So it's great they put it all in a book for me to flip through before I go to sleep since my husband frowns upon my bringing the laptop into our marriage bed.

If you want a sneak peek at the hilariously disturbing book, but only want to see what horrible parents your neighbors (assuming you live near a Wal-Mart -- because, who doesn't? Not you, New York.) are, and what insane and dangerous things they do to their toddlers, Asylum has put together a very special parenting edition.

I'm thinking I'll be flipping back and forth between the pages of the new book and the Asylum screen anytime I'm in need of a parenting ego boost/huge belly laugh.

Check out this #1 Mom in the DVD aisle:

Every season there is one dance that stands out amongst the rest. Something happens in the dance universe and choreographer, dancer and music producer come together to create something that brings the audience to its knees and the judges to tears. Last night's episode of So You Think You Can Dance was no exception.